Succumbing to shutter speeds: London Street Photography at Museum of London

A woman walking through a street market selling bric-a-brac. Corry Bevington. 1960. Yesterday I was wowed and sidestepped into a state of wonder at the Museum of London’s Street Photography exhibition. Sepia stunners sat alongside framed present wonders thanks to photographers including Valentine Blanchard, Wolf Suschitzky, Corry Bevington, Lutz Dille and Margaret Monck. 1880’s photographs taken on the back of a horse and carriage rubbed … Continue reading Succumbing to shutter speeds: London Street Photography at Museum of London

Greatest tune ever made? God only knows

I’m not gonna blow Melodica’s trumpet too much this week but to say my button was pressed by Coco’s bally-eric choice of The Beach Boys God Only Knows would be an understatement. For me its a kinda Xmas song – perfect with snow and kittens and baubles and the like but today, with the sun streaming through my window, it kinda fits. Again. No doubt … Continue reading Greatest tune ever made? God only knows

What’s this Fibro-malarkey? Being diagnosed a sensitive soul

Sometimes your head gets fried. Sometimes you forget what a lucky bugger you are. Sometimes you forget to celebrate what you have. It can be tough somedays. It can get to you somedays. I may have been officially diagnosed as a ‘sensitive soul’ and life with a new condition with a odd name may be what I have ahead but I know what a truly … Continue reading What’s this Fibro-malarkey? Being diagnosed a sensitive soul

Wildblood and Queenie’s March wonders – Dimitri, Chus, Penn, Ben Jamin, Art Department, Rick ‘The Godson’ Wilhite, Tensnake,

And so it arrives, our favourite month of the year. Warm earth, happy hearts and a soundtrack full of promise. March bounces into view and suddenly all is less chilly with the world. First up the disco explosive ‘Knights of The Playboy Mansion’ mixed by Dimitri From Paris & Bob Sinclar on Defected. A work of love from the lover boys this disco daze of … Continue reading Wildblood and Queenie’s March wonders – Dimitri, Chus, Penn, Ben Jamin, Art Department, Rick ‘The Godson’ Wilhite, Tensnake,

Patience is a virtue…7 days with Radiohead’s The King Of Limbs

I’m a dark sod that doesn’t do horror, a Smiths fan that likes the sunshine, a cynic that clings onto hope. And I’m a Radiohead fan. Of course I am. From the moment Yorke sang Creep to me (and only to me) I was hooked. I find nothing more uplifting than a time spent with Karma Police or No Surprises. Paranoid Android has always been … Continue reading Patience is a virtue…7 days with Radiohead’s The King Of Limbs

Department of Records – Maxxi Soundsystem ‘Criticize’ Kojak Giant Sounds

There’s tune I reach for after a session with a certain Coma cat. Maxxi Sound System’s Criticize is Sam Watts and Neal Lewis‘s charmed retake on the Alexander O’Neal 1987 classic. And boy is it good. The boys rocked Audio when they supported Tensnake earlier this month and this cheeky yet respectful remix is a sweet reminder that Brighton is ahead of the homegrown game. … Continue reading Department of Records – Maxxi Soundsystem ‘Criticize’ Kojak Giant Sounds

Soundtrack to a first love on unsteady feet.

Gotta love the past world a film track will take you to. Diving into Shane Meadows’ back catalogue due to a uni presentation, (check out No Romeo For Brass) I came across a slice of soundtrack that said so much more to me than coming of age. J.J. Cale’s After Midnight spoke to me of first love. A first love that promised much but delivered … Continue reading Soundtrack to a first love on unsteady feet.

The music is different here, the vibrations are different, not like planet earth

So there I was, down in the dumps, stinking cold, too much work to do, gloss induced headache and the missus just off to start a 24 hour shift…..and then some soul on FB (thank you James) reminded me of a tune. Not just any tune, a tune. A tune full of memories, of terrace afternoons, dance tent heaven and nightclub sweats. A tune that … Continue reading The music is different here, the vibrations are different, not like planet earth

Radiohead fill my dead air space with a lotus flower dance

Okay so the missus may take another turn round the block whenever she hears Yorke’s dulcet tones escaping out of our open windows but for me there is nothing more joyous than time spent with Thom and the boys. They are the kinda radio I want in my head. I’m filling my weekend and beyond with Dead Air Space, dancing as free as my limbs … Continue reading Radiohead fill my dead air space with a lotus flower dance

VHS, sunshine and coconut milk

‘I ain’t no for real cowboy, but I one hell of a stud.’ You know how it is. Films you should of seen, films you even thought you had seen, the clips and soundtracks so plentiful in your cultural psyche you can’t quite believe you haven’t indulged in the entire 110 minutes. I guess that’s the joy of skimming through the boxes as the charity … Continue reading VHS, sunshine and coconut milk